In chrome and glass towers, Modern nobles designing misfortune The true seat of power, High priests of total consumption
Capitulate, to your master Participate, in his disaster Collect your pennies, for the effort, slip on the collar, a slave forever
Descended like wolves, down onto the sheeple for slaughter Like stampeding bulls Trampling the backs of the martyrs
Sadistic in their disconnection from the lives they've conflicted Delivering, glittering misery, No rest for the wicked, so wicked
Transfixed by desire, a need to control more than rule The empty empire, legions of simpleton god fearing fools
Despotic in their lurid pleasure, decadent they're addicted To the privilege they wield, no rest for the wicked, Psychotic in their criminal endeavors, reckless and unconstricted By the violence they yield, no rest for the wickedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.